Chapter 621

Their footsteps passed by Thalassa, heavy with an icy wind that cut across her face, sharp and cold.

Thalassa watched as they walked away, her gaze trailing their footprints until they were lost from sight.

Tears filled her eyes as she stared blankly at the then-deserted corridor.

A pair of leather shoes approached. Stopping beside her, a man’s voice rang out, “Ms. Everhart, may I assist you?”

Thalassa turned her stiff neck to look at the man. It was David.

With a dry swallow, she managed to get out, “I can do it… on my own…”

have easily been fatal. Thalassa tried to stand, her hands pressing against the cold floor, but her legs were numb and weak, causing

help her, but as he extended his hand, Thalassa managed to rise, using the wall

retracted his hand and said, “Ms. Everhart, it’s getting late. You should go

that, he left.

as she stared

elderly rest in peace echoed in her mind, causing her heart to ache with a pain that made

against the wall, taking one shaky step after another

towards the hospital entrance, only to see Lysander’s sleek black Rolls-Royce drive off, followed by

was Sybil’s body, which was on its way to the Sinclair’s

mind was a whirlwind of confusion. She called

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